North Cordova / Baldy Road

Grabbed his shoulders tightly and slammed his back into the wall

He gasped and then he folded, landed hard (I let him fall!)

Standing over him I stalled, staring into the kitchen

Saw the light of justice shining in a paring knife's glisten

And my mission in admission, was a lust for revenge

This was permission from the Gods that his life should be ended!

I couldn't cleanse the world of all the evil I'm presented

I was tested and I failed, too feeble for the sledge

I chose my freedom and fled, Mom picked me up in hysterics

I gave no reasons for dread that she could fit with their marriage

All the damage so apparent but the cause still a spectre

Then the fam went from caring to declaring "Defector!"

Shut the fuck up!

This is why Jesus made you!

Stay the fuck down!

Boy! Are you Cain or Abel?

Shut the fuck up!

I'm doing this 'cause I love you

Stay the fuck down!

This hurts me worse than it hurts you!

And you know I gotta go...

And you know I gotta go...

And you know I gotta go

Leaving a piece of my soul up at Baldy Road

Peaceful memories are old

Saving just a piece of those times up at Baldy Road

Baldy Road

Baldy Road

Even though you all been playing my life

I'll always recall the times I was up at Baldy Road

"Toodles" to toboggans

Too rude telling the truth, you begging pardons

You flew too close to the father, just spewing toxins

You lose the focus you bother, your skin'll harden

What we had in common was a cabin on the mountain

But the angel fallen never asked to tap the fountain

It's an ancient Walkman, full of U2 to boot

Learn the pain of stopping when you feel their rage from speaking truth

This escape from all the ruin, an Eden in the hills

No one questions what you doing... "He just eating what he kills!"

Hook 'em by the gills, or fill 'em full of pellets

Cut 'em up and serve with a spill of pickle relish, if you selfish

And you know I gotta go

Leaving a piece of my soul up at Baldy Road

Peaceful memories are old

Saving just a piece of those times up at Baldy Road

Oh the need to so embellish must be sweated out my skin!

But the seed of my most-hellish always closeness to my kin

Seems I'm chosen on the bell-curve to find the left side

Thought y'all were open-minded, had the nerve to lie for your pride

If you pry this free from your mind, you're never welcome back

We got the keys, with more time, we like "Who the fuck is Jack?"

Before I walked this path, learned to fly at the Zen Center

My Father raped my ass, that's why I'm a bed-wetter

They said "it gets better, Dad and Uncles had this too!"

Kept their knowledge on a tether, stayed puzzled to my truth

You'd think the red flag they waved would fly in their face

But they'd rather place a gag and keep me out of their space

Lashing out when looking back 'cause I just filmed at the cabin

Saw the pretty golden plaque they planted next to the Aspens

For my cousin that would pass, not four full years from my fractions

Who they knew was smoking glass, and left him out off the wagon

They never wanted Jason there! 'Cause he's an addict! It's tragic!

How he died, and now they care? They're such predictable Catholics

I know it's graphic, and antagonistic, how I break this down

But I lost my Baldy Road, I'm too explicit with my doubts